Charmed, I'm sure

The past three months have been a trip. Check it out:

August 5: Terminated employer, gave 2 weeks' notice.
August 19: Last day of work at Previous Employer (yippee!)
August 20: Purchased airline ticket to San Jose, Costa Rica
August 20-27: Sublet apartment to roommate's brother, sold furniture, moved everything I own into a very small closet and my small hiking backpack, gave up all keys to everything, let friend borrow bike.
August 28: Flew to Costa Rica
September 1: Started three weeks of Spanish classes in Playa Samara, Costa Rica
September 18: Traveled to Monteverde , La Fortuna , and went white water rafting on my way to meet my dad in San Jose
September 24: Met dad at fabulous San Jose hotel, visited Manuel Antonio with him, toured San Jose
October 1: Flew back to NYC

During October: Couch surfed, learned to drive a pedicab, half-heartedly applied to jobs (until I found the one I eventually took -- I worked really hard on that one), enjoyed New York, rode my bike an average of 15 miles/day.

November 1: Moved into new, fabulous Williamsburg apartment
November 5: Interviewed for what is now my new fabulous job
November 12: Received job offer
November 13: Accepted job offer
November 14: Commencement of 3-week stress-free vacation in anticipation of new job start on December 8

Yes We Can. Sí, se puede. Favorite quotes so far.

The next president of our country, Barack Obama, had the following to say. And then really super dramatic music played. It was awesome.

"I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face."

"This victory... is the chance for us to make the change we seek."

"Each of us resolves to pitch in."

"We rise or fall as one nation, as one people."

To those whose vote I did not earn tonight: "I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president too."

"the true strength of our nation.... comes from the enduring power of our ideals: liberty democracy and unyielding hope."

"To reclaim the american dream."

Pedicab-o-ween

Halloween is a great way to break in a new pedicab driver. I had a great time anyway. 

Most surprising comment of the night? 

"Is that a dude?"

Yep. People thought I was a tranny. I guess that means I looked like I was trying pretty hard to look cute and feminine... but jacked.

I corrected most people, but for a certain few leering guys, I informed them that I used to be a dude. Usually made them back off a bit.